Nomad woman rides in Ashayer Festival in Lorestan.
Come The Night
When was it and how....That breeze ....Told me of your graceful amble? How long has it been .....Since your humble birth? When was it and how ....That fire ....Told the story of my burning ecstasy? How long has it been ....Since a volcano last erupted? When was it and how ....That water ....Talked of our flowing purity? How long shall we wait ....Until the sea storms again? When was it and how ....That the earth ....Was an undeniable truth beneath
our feet? How long shall we wait ....Until the birth of hope anew? Poem by Ahmad Shamloo, translated by Joseph U. Freeman
